Substack! Hit that restack for me, baby
Write it, bling some art, post it, with a Note
Oh, no! Find a typo, what’s wrong with me?
Restack! A literary thumbs-up vote!
Hit back! Comment on what you really see
Emoji mojo! Flood my wordy moat!
Substack! Click that restack… now possibly?
Come on, I need more views to be the GOAT
Sub… stack? Have my readers taken a knee?
Substack? Substack, baby? Don’t make me dote!
Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me…
Wait, where is everyone?
Oh, for crying out loud. Everyone on Substack is reading “My Cat Died Today and If You Don’t Read this ‘Stack, You Suck!” Really?
Ahh, come on. It’s just a cat. I had a bunch of cats die on me. Yeah, it sucks, but sheesh. I’m writing Iambic Pentameter with the B-52s “Love Shack” beats, linking that to Substack. I’m juggling chain saws while breakdancing, mentally.
Okay, fine. I’ll read the cat story…
I’m back. Yeah, that was a damn cute cat. Now I’m sad.
You know what? Forget my Substack. Just go feed your cat.
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Shakespeare doesn't get angry, but he does get "Mad Men"...
Lady MacBeth is (Sein) Felled
A very short play about something... Kramer's doing his King Henry VIII impression or is King Henry VIII doing his Kramer impression?